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[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

[ Xion discovered the Land of Departure room just an hour ago, and despite there being so many more areas to explore, the puppet hasn't moved from this cliff. She's lying on her back in the grass, arms behind her head as she gazes up at the stars. Something about this place feels familiar to her. It's not the same as the way Destiny Islands feels familiar, but it's...well, it's something. Xion just can't put her finger on it.

She must not be too worried about figuring it out, though, because as soon as a shooting star steals away her attention, she can't help but smile. ]

( ooc: There will most likely be BBS spoilers. )

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[inbetweenpath.livejournal.com]

[A grey-blue haired, Riku wondering around.]

What now.  This isn't the Islands or the Gardens.  Nor does it seem like any the worlds he's been to.

[Itiner let out a sigh before placing a hand on his blade, and continue wondering, looking for clues to where he is.]

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[shadowedxlight.livejournal.com]

[Avani has had a hell of a last few days.

First getting into a fight with that female Saix and getting her shoulder nearly crushed, then running into that vampire double of her boyfriend and getting bitten.

Admittedly that thing with Saix was her fault for not backing off when she should have so she won't complain.

She is however, sprawled out on a couch in one of the lounges, and ice pack on her shoulder and her neck bandaged up. She was also listening to her ipod and half asleep.]

Keywords relevant? Right now? Absolutely >_>

[rainstormxblue.livejournal.com]

[So after the Sex Ed heartless showed up, Aqua got to thinking about what could have possibly happened at Easter...so she decided to take a pregnancy test just to make sure...nothing had really happened.

Boy was she wrong.]

This can't be happening....ugh i have to tell him but....

[With a sigh and a facepalm she exits her room and heads down to the labs; maybe he's there first. if not, she'll check the training rooms.]

{ooc: Spoiler icons at some point! You have been warned!}

Someone's bored... can you tell?

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

( Cut for spoilers, just to be safe. )

(ooc: There will probably be BBS spoilers within. To make things go more smoothly, treat this as a mingle thread (since my work schedule's killing me and my tags will be sporadic) so feel free to dispatch the Unversed as you see fit.)

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[whoyoucallin.livejournal.com]

[In this large kitchen, a Roxas is seated at the table, a number of books scattered around him, a cup of coffee near his hand. If one were to look, they would find that the books seem to be about magic. And while Roxas does seem somewhat interested, he also looks somewhat unconvinced.

Oh, hey, don't mind that his entire right arm is made of metal.]

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[memorygank.livejournal.com]

[Man this one hasn't been seen for a while have they. Actually they're currently in the kitchen, head propped by her arms as she sits at the table with a popsicle stick in her teeth that she twitches up and down while she contemplates over some things. Her hood is half over her head so it looks a bit off but her face is perfectly visable.]

I wonder how everyone's doing back home.
I'd love to have some way to check. You'd think maybe there'd be someone with like a magic crystal ball that just sees through dimensions even.

[Takes out the stick and flicks it into a trashcan with a bored look.]

[[ooc:BBS spoiler via bracketed comment]]

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[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[There's been a few things on Kurt's mind lately. Has he drifted? Has he forgotten what he was?

He can start with a small thing, at least, he's decided.
Anyone entering the Desert Room will be treated to the sight of a rather big Heartless up and about. Practicing his moves, to an extent; getting into the swing of having all his arms back, being his real self.

It's kind of a refreshing change...]

Survey says...

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Today Ienzo's set up several tables in the main room, each of which is piled with a stack of stapled pieces of paper. Each page consists of many questions, and there's even a writing utensil available for those who may pass by and catch interest in these questions.

As for Ienzo himself, he's seated on a nearby couch, watching to see if anyone responds. He figures that, after spending so long in the DR, a survey type deal might be intriguing. And what do the questions say? Well...]

1. What is your name?
2. How old are you?
3. How long have you resided in the dressing room?
4. What sort of world do you hail from?
5. Are others from your world present? If so, are they from roughly the same time?
6. Do you possess any special abilities? If so, what?
7. Have you experienced death, either before or after your arrival here?
8. Have you been affected by some of the spells? All of them?
9. What do you think could make this world a safer and better place for the residents?
10. If you had to choose between returning home without your memories of this world and never returning again or staying here and keeping said memories, but never returning home, which would you choose?

[ooc: Anyone is free to tag this post, but please make sure spoilers are whited out. I thought it'd be an interesting idea! Consider it a mingle type post as well, so threadjacking is alright, though Ienzo will probably tag back, but if I don't tag your thread, please don't be too offended! There's a lot of threads here.]

I'll take the fall and now you've gotta give it all away

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[So after some extensive searching and a bit of asking around, it came to Axel's attention that Larxene was missing. And he feared the worst. He's looked everywhere she might usually go and hasn't run into her yet... Usually by now she'd have dropped by or something, too.

So hey, Dressing Room, there's a Concerned and rarely sighted Axel wandering around, looking for a Larxene that's not around anymore. And he's in denial, but he is rather aware of her disappearance.

Because this place likes to take the people he cares about away from him.]